The sun is warm, and Qimei Ice City is slightly cold.

Ning Fan was dressed in white and black, and walked out of Sifan Palace leisurely, behind him, two steps apart, followed by the paper crane tiptoeing, his hair bun had changed to a girl's bun, and he was wearing a thick fox fur, and his little hands were still red from the cold.

"Brother Fan... Aren't you cold, wearing such a single out?" Rubbing his little hands, Paper Crane asked with concern.

"It's cold, but when you ask, I'm not cold, it's weird. Ning Fan turned around and laughed, blushing inexplicably at the paper crane.

Taking the opportunity of dispensing the antidote, Ning Fan left the Sifan Palace and took the paper crane out for a walk, and the two had to cultivate their relationship, after all, they already had the reality of husband and wife.

Otherwise, when Ning Fanzhen and Paper Crane double cultivate, they will not be able to get started.

The boy is handsome, the girl is shy, and the atmosphere is so good, but it was ruined by the old devil.

The old demon walked in front of the two of them with a big grin to lead the way, and all the way to the demon cultivator, looking at Ning Fan, he was like a plague god, hurriedly dodging.

"Ha Luha, you two go on, just be old when Lao Tzu doesn't exist. ”

The old devil was very happy, and his gloomy face in the past was now smiling like a chrysanthemum and a flower, what is it for? Because of his meridians, it is expected to be cured.

Those demon cultivators, when they saw the old devil smiling, hurriedly dodged. In their impression, the old devil frowned, but he was actually happy. And the old devil laughs, he is usually going to kill.

"Oh, that young man is the new apprentice of the city lord? It's over, he is dead, he must be the city lord he angered. Everyone sympathized with Ning Fan.

The south city of Qimei City is a square market, selling all kinds of pills, magic weapons, and spiritual costumes, and the north city is the old devil's treasury and medicine garden.

The medicine garden is called Meizhuang, with the flame as the brick, built into four dimensions, the four seasons in the middle are like spring, and the elixir is full of vitality. The zenith is a formation light curtain, people can't enter, but the sun can shine in. Outside Meizhuang, there was a black-armored army, about 400 people, with seven blood plum blossoms embroidered on their shoulders.

The commander of the Black Armor Army, a two-foot tall iron man, is a spiritual cultivator, and entered the city to greet the old devil that day, Ning Fan has seen this person.

As soon as the iron man saw the old devil coming, he suddenly bowed down, and the four hundred black guards bowed down together.

"Commander Mei Wei Chi, see the city lord! Young master..."Kneel down to Ning Fan, four hundred Mei Wei, all of them are reluctant.

"No courtesy, all for Lao Tzu... Wait, Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, you don't have to go. Come here and give Lao Tzu's apprentice a second look. ”

The old demon Ha Luha smiled, and this smile fell in the eyes of the four hundred Mei Wei, and they were all cold. But he didn't dare to disobey the old devil's order, so he hurriedly assembled and stood in a circular array. In my heart, I was all nervous.

It's over! The city lord is laughing! The city lord wants to kill people! Is it because we don't keep the plum village well!

This round formation, called the 'Liangyi Chaomei Array', is a few breaths, neatly arrayed, as if well-trained.

This scene, exposed on the old devil's face, became proud, an expression he hadn't shown in forty years.

"Ning boy, look at it, this is one of Lao Tzu's 'three guards', Mei Wei! A melting spirit, four hundred veins and five layers, dragged out, it is easy to destroy a mortal country, and it is more than enough to kick a righteous path end sect. Ning boy, give two comments, Lao Tzu's Mei Wei, how!"

The old devil's chrysanthemum and flower face are showing off. For some reason, he especially wanted to hear Ning Fan's praise.

And Wei Chi and the four hundred Mei Wei, listening to the old devil's praise, were all flattered. You must know that they have forgotten their lives and deaths for the old devil for 40 years, but they have never been praised!

They didn't tremble anymore, they weren't afraid, they all stood upright. In their opinion, the old devil wants to show his strength with the new apprentices. The old devil wants to save face, and if they are his subordinates, they have to help the old devil earn face.

They didn't care about Ning Fan's evaluation at all.

Mighty, powerful, ruthless, vicious, should be compliments anyway. They don't think that Ning Fan dares to say something ugly in front of four hundred masters and old demons.

"Master asked me to evaluate you, I'll just say a few words..."Ning Fan's tone was flat, but when he said the words, it made the old devil and Mei Weiju face change.

"This Mei Wei has 400 people, and they may be elite in the righteous path, but in the demon path, they are only counted... A rabble!"

As soon as these words were said, the four hundred masters were furious, and they wanted to kill Ning Fan on the spot. Just a junior, dare to speak wildly!

But the old devil, when Ning Fan said it, he was angry at first, but when he thought that Ning Fan had something to say, he showed a thoughtful expression.

"Ning boy, tell me why they are a rabble. I want to hear about it..."

If other masters say this about Mei Wei, the old devil will definitely turn his face with others, because the old devil is short.

But when Ning Fan said this, the old devil knew that Ning Fan was not a grandstander.

"Three reasons. First, as demon cultivators, they are not murderous enough. ”

"What? Not murderous enough? Ha Lu Ha! Nonsense!"

"Forty years ago, when Lao Tzu killed someone, you hadn't given birth yet!"

A group of Mei Wei were noisy, and even pulled out their blades, as if they were going to do something to Ning Fan. The little paper crane was so frightened that he grabbed Ning Fan's sleeve, but the old devil was indifferent.

And Ning Fan, facing the four hundred murderous Mei Wei, closed his eyes and only sneered.

"When someone provokes you, your mood is unstable, which is proof of the lack of murderous spirit. The real demon cultivator is determined by murderous aura, his heart is like iron and stone, and he will not waver in the face of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. You can't do it. Forty years ago, you may have been considered the elite of demon cultivation, but forty years later, you have been enjoying comfort and pleasure in Qimei City, losing your demon heart, losing your murderous energy, weak, too weak. ”

Ning Fan's voice was not loud, but gradually, the demon cultivators who heard this turned red, but they slowly put away their blades.

It is irrefutable, what Ning Fan said is right, too right.

Forty years ago, they Mei Wei followed the old devil and fought in the name of the 'Black Devil Three Divine Army' to conquer the righteous path of the Yue country, and the devil's name spread far and wide. But forty years ago, the old demon dispersed the black demon faction and joined the Ghost Sparrow Sect, and Mei Wei also returned to Qimei City with the old demon, only completing the task of guarding the medicine garden, and there was no killing.

Even if you kill people occasionally, you can only kill some kittens and puppies who steal medicine. Back then, under the leadership of the old devil, they Mei Wei dared to directly attack the first decent person in the Yue Kingdom.

They didn't want to return to the Demon Dao, laugh at the country again, and crisscross the rain realm, but unfortunately, they couldn't. Because the old devil was injured, he was retreating, and he was healing, and they hid their murderous intent and lost their murderous spirit, just to not cause trouble for the old devil.

Unexpectedly, a junior who is just a layer of pulse can see the helplessness of himself and others at a glance, this junior has such a keen eye.

Although he didn't like Ning Fan's insult in his heart, Wei Chi and the four hundred Mei Wei, but no one else argued loudly.

They knew that Ning Fan was right, but they still looked down on Ning Fan.

"What do you know, this kid! Do we don't want to kill the enemy? We just retreat here and be loyal!"

The old devil remained silent, only slowly closing his eyes with a hint of shame.

And Ning Fan continued.

"You, don't accept it, even if I'm right, you're still not convinced. You feel that you are just loyal to the Lord, and you have lost your murderous spirit, and as long as you return to the battlefield one day, you will be able to recover your murderous spirit and become demons again. You're wrong..."

"Murderous aura is not a murderous momentum, but a kind of power, a kind of magic power. It's like an unsheathed magic sword, which makes people dare not look at it. There is a devil who grows flowers and raises fish, cultivates and reads and swims, but the murderous spirit has not weakened, but has hidden the edge, becoming deeper, and once used, the magic power is more prosperous. The master asked you to guard Meizhuang, perhaps so that you could learn to restrain your sharpness. But you don't understand the Master's mind. Gradually, you will really only look at Zhuangzi, if now, let you kill the Taixu faction, do you dare?"

Ning Fan spoke, and the audience was silent.

"What do you think, my murderous aura? My murderous aura is countless times stronger than you. Ning Fan smiled.

Wei Chi, four hundred Mei Wei, all looked up at Ning Fan and shook their heads.

They agreed with Ning Fan's point of view, but they didn't think that Ning Fan had the slightest murderous aura and the slightest demonic power.

Ning Fan is a junior who has a first-level background, he may have unique insights and keen vision, but he is too young and his cultivation is too weak, it is impossible to kill people, and he cannot have a deep understanding of the Demon Dao, how can he be murderous, how can he have demonic power?

"Don't you believe it, I'm murderous and powerful, far superior to you?"

"I don't believe it. Wei Chi frowned.

"Then I'll show you my murderous aura. ”

At this moment, Ning Fan closed his eyes, and in his mind, he recalled the killing of the Ancient Emperor in his life, and he had the memory of the Immortal Emperor.

Within the void, countless masters who far surpassed the Shattered Void were slapped to death by Chao Gu's palm.

In the star field, the stars of the Immortal Mansion were crushed by the finger of the ancient chaos.

Chaos Gu Immortal Emperor, the number of people killed in a lifetime, I'm afraid the number of people in the entire rain realm combined, can't make up enough!

At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, with the killing intent of a chaotic life.

At this moment, a beast-like momentum emerged from Ning Fan.

Under his gaze, the faces of the four hundred Mei Wei all changed greatly, as if it was not Ning Fan who was staring at them, but the Immortal Emperor!

Cold, panicked, helpless, afraid, heavy emotions echoed in their hearts, but no one dared to force Ning Fan to look!

"This is the murderous spirit of the young master, how many people have the young master killed!"

Wei Chi, a dignified master of soul melting, no matter how difficult it is to calm down.

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